"Grandpa, it seems that the Marquis of Haicheng has broken through the defense line of the Tartars......"

"Grandpa, the hot air balloon unit of the Model Army has gone into battle......"

"I'm here to drop my mother, it's a mess, grandpa, I can't see anything clearly now, it's all messed up in front of me......"

"No, I'm a god, Haicheng seems to have won, the model army has won, the Tartars' horses are messed up, and they are running away......"

"Where, where, quick, take down the clairvoyant mirror, and help me up......"

"Grandpa, it seems that you don't need to go up, wow, look, look at ......"

"I'll drop a day, this ......"

At the foot of Jiuxian Mountain, the confrontation between the model army and the main force of the Qing army has not yet begun, and Qufu City is staring at the head of Beicheng early.

Thanks to the 'air force' advantage of the model army, although the main force of the Qing army was tightly blocked along the land line from Quantou Village to Qufu City, it was unable to lock the air, which made the two sides keep the flow of information, and Kong Yinzhi and the others knew last night that the model army was going to launch an offensive today.

This reassured them at the same time, but they were also more up and down, waiting for fate to judge them.

Fortunately, Xu Changqing and the Model Army did not disappoint them, and for most of the day, there was good news about the Model Army almost every once in a while, until countless hot air balloons rose into the air and the decisive battle broke out.

They also went from the tense and unbearable at the beginning, to the excitement of a small victory, to the calmness of a small victory, and then to the numbness of the back, as if the model army is synonymous with victory.

However!

Even if each of them had some psychological preparation, but when they really saw the momentum of the decisive battle spread out and the thunder came, everyone still couldn't stand it, only to feel that their legs and stomachs were constantly trembling, their bodies were weak, and their souls were about to fly out of their bodies.

It's shocking.

It's terrifying.

I saw that in the direction of Jiuxian Mountain in the north, there was tyrannical dust and smoke everywhere, and the continuous roar of various firearms almost seemed to tear the heavens and the earth apart, and the rich smell of blood followed the north wind, so that they could soon smell it.

Especially as the war spreads, the galloping iron hooves of thousands of horses almost like tearing the earth to the dust, and the hot air balloon that rises rapidly from the model army is like a god descending from heaven......

Isn't this a human force fighting each other......

Rao is Kong Yinzhi was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he is already a person who knows the destiny of heaven, and he is used to seeing big storms in his life, but it is also the first time he has seen this kind of scene that cannot be described in words.

He couldn't control himself for a long time, as if his whole body was not his at all, but in the depths of his soul, there was a trace of consciousness that was still desperately left at the end, desperately telling him why, Xu Changqing was able to come to this day......

Behind him were countless stairs paved with dry bones......

Fortunately, fortunately, he made the right choice and did not choose to be the enemy of this god-like man......

……

"Boom!"

"Boom Rumble......

At the foot of Jiuxian Mountain, on the tyrannical battlefield, all units of the Qing army struggled for almost a quarter of an hour, and this was the way to find a life in the continuous encirclement and suppression of the hot air balloon of the model army, and then like the lost dog, he didn't care about it at all, and desperately broke out.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Model Army Wansheng ......"

"Mighty!"

"Mighty and mighty, mighty ......"

In this mess of the Qing army, the momentum of the model army is wave after wave, and the kind of arrogance and self-confidence that is powerful from the inside out is almost like cutting down this galaxy.

Only the battlefield is the best stage for building an army and a nation's self-confidence!

On the command platform of the model army, Xu Changqing has been watching this scene quietly.

To a large extent, Xu Changqing is in this environment, in this state, what he can plan and what he can do, he has basically achieved the extreme, but it is ......

In the end, it can't be done in one battle, and really cut off the backbone of the Qing Dynasty!

The desire to survive, the madness that is not afraid of death, and the efficiency of quickly gathering towards the establishment after the initial panic of the Qing army are also the kind of people Xu Changqing also looks at.

To put it bluntly, the advantage of the model army is not overwhelming, and they should not be killed at this time......

Before the time came, the last Qing cavalry rushed out of the encirclement, and the cheers in the battle formations of many model armies suddenly reached the climax.

Even if many sons and daughters were hoarse at this time, they didn't have time to care about it at all, and they were using their greatest strength to vent their inner excitement and joy.

Seeing that there was no longer a standing Qing army in the battlefield, only the mess everywhere was left, the corpses of people and horses were everywhere, and the blood was almost like a river, and the corners of Xu Changqing's mouth finally showed a smile.

This battle is done!

Just as far as the eye can see, there are at least more than 2,000 corpses of the Qing army, and there are countless war horses, even if there are no 30,000, I am afraid it is about the same.

Not to mention anything else, these war horse meat alone are enough for the model army to solve the grain and grass crisis at this time.

Especially at this time it is winter, the whole world is a natural refrigerator, just clean up the carcasses of these war horses can be preserved, and there is no need to cook them again.

And although this battle did not deal a fatal blow to the Qing army, and even the bones were not broken, the suppression of the morale of the Qing army would be incomparable!

This will also inevitably provoke contradictions within the Qing army.

Not surprisingly, at this time, it was difficult for the Great Qing Kingdom to have a head-on duel with the model army.

"Marshal, let our cavalry sons rush a wave! If you are lowly and you can make a military order, you will definitely get more than 1,000 Tartar heads! ”

At this time, Zhang Hu, who had been scratching his ears and cheeks beside Xu Changqing, was finally unable to bear it, and carefully asked Xu Changqing to fight.

Xu Changqing looked at him.

Zhang Hu hurriedly straightened his chest, and his eyes were full of beast-like ingenuity.

Xu Changqing glared at him angrily: "I'll talk about it next time!" ”

"Forehead ......"

Zhang Hu almost vomited blood for a while, but he didn't dare to resist Xu Changqing's might at all, just like a deflated ball, he instantly drooped his head and lost his spirit.

Yu Guang glanced at the poor Zhang Hu, and Xu Changqing couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart.

Such a good opportunity, if he can pursue, how can he not pursue?

Just slightly. Rushing once, I don't dare to say how many Tartar heads have been captured, but I will definitely be able to break up their deployment and seize a lot of more supplies.

Pity.

The cavalry of the model army is still too few, this is less than 10,000 war horses, if it is really rash to attack, in the state of the Qing army's establishment has not really been washed away, a little careless, it is a meat bun beating a dog, there is no return......

How could Xu Changqing take such a risk with his heart and soul baby?

Just thinking about it, Wang Hongyang's department also sent a message to Xu Changqing, "Do you want to take advantage of the victory to pursue and open up the first line of Qufu!" ”

Xu Changqing thought for a while and did not agree with Wang Hongyang's idea.

At this time, in this state, if you rush down, there is also a chance, the Qing army may not dare to be tough again, but it is not early at this time, and it is a little far away from Qufu.

The strategic goals that the model army wants at this time have basically been achieved, and no matter how greedy it is, it may not be able to chew it out.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Changqing decisively issued a new order: "Expand the defense on the whole line and clean up the battlefield!" ”

……

Perhaps God couldn't bear to see this terrifying tyranny, and as soon as the Model Army began to clean up the battlefield, fine snowflakes began to float in the sky.

This also caused the already messy Qing army to be filled with a layer of gloomy slaughter.

In the four places of Jiuxian Mountain, countless Qing troops are like wounded beasts, thinking. Licking the wound for a while, he couldn't find a place, and he was panicked.

Even Dorgon's Chinese army didn't know where to put it at this time......

"Not good!"

"The hot air balloon of the Model Army is coming after you again, master, we must get out of here quickly......"

Dolgon and the others had already retreated to a small hill seven or eight miles east of Jiuxian Mountain, and they didn't dare to raise a banner at all, but before they could catch their breath, more than a dozen model army hot air balloons spotted them and quickly swept towards them.

Dolgon's teeth were about to be crushed, but there was no way to resist, so he could only beckon his men and hurry up and continue to retreat.

It was messy until it was dark, and the heavens and the earth were covered in silver again, and they finally settled down in an abandoned village more than thirty miles east of Jiuxian Mountain, and lived temporarily, but they didn't even dare to light a fire, so they could only huddle together to keep warm......

It wasn't until it was completely dark that the sentry in front came back with the news that the hot air balloons of the Model Army had retreated, and a few minions lit the fire tremblingly.

The red light of the fire brought hope, and it also brought some life to the faces of the people of Dolgon, who were almost bloodless.

But no one spoke.

It's Duoduo, who seems to be more than ten years old at this time, and he is no longer as high-spirited as he once was, and the whole person is a little imminent......

Zilharang wanted to say something, but he really didn't know how to speak, so he could only sigh deeply in his heart and close his eyes in pain.

The good situation in the Great Qing Kingdom, how is it, how can it be like this?

Not to mention Dai Shan. Today's defeat and serial rush almost exhausted his last vitality, even if Luo Luohong and Luo Luohuan lit a few small fires around him, they couldn't make his face return to normal.

"Hey......"

Hong Chengchou looked at the scene around him, and he only felt that there was a living drop of blood in his heart.

He's almost done perfectly, he's really doing his best, why, how did he become like this again?

What went wrong?

Or is it ...... This destiny is really not on the side of the Great Qing Kingdom......

Hong Chengchou didn't dare to think about it for a while.

Fan Wencheng, Sony, Ning Wan I, including Azig, Abatai, and Baiyintu, are all like wood carvings, and no one knows what anyone is thinking.

Just when everyone is about to fall into despair, and they are about to be on the verge of destruction.

"Huh."

"Hehehehe."

Dorgon suddenly laughed, sadly at first, but then more and more he laughed.

Everyone was stunned, and for a moment they couldn't even touch Dorgon's mind.

What's going on?

Could it be that the regent is crazy......

At the thought of the terrifying consequences that they didn't dare to think of at all, everyone's minds were at the top!

If Dolgon is really crazy, the Qing Kingdom, themselves, should be... How to deal with yourself?

Dolgon was now calm again, his eyes were mighty and powerful, and he was even more resolute and calm than before.

He glanced at everyone unhurriedly, and said lightly: "In this battle, I am clear, and people are not as good as the sky." Tong Guowei! ”

"Well, the minions are here!"

Tong Guowei, the commander of the guards, was clever, hurriedly stepped forward and knelt respectfully on the ground.

"In this battle, what are the casualties of my Qing Dynasty? It must have been passed on, right? ”

Tong Guowei was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Roughly speaking, most of the soldiers have been passed over, in this battle, I have killed more than 2,500 minions in various departments in the Qing Dynasty, most of them are Mongolian Eight Banners and Han Eight Banners, and I have Manchuria Eight Banners, the number of dead should be less than six hundred, and the damage to the war horses should be more......

With Tong Guowei's report, everyone's spirit is much better.

I thought it would be much bigger than this, but I didn't think about it, it was still within an acceptable range, and the Great Qing Kingdom may not have the strength to fight again.

This is also the strength of the Great Qing Kingdom.

Even if the dogs that were chased by the model army are already embarrassed and indecent, the establishment has not been damaged, and there is still considerable leeway.

Dolgon nodded, and said in a deep voice, "The responsibility of this battle belongs to this king. Blame the king for not seeing the situation clearly and was in a hurry to fight a decisive battle. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Zilharang.

How could Zilharan not understand what Dorgon meant? Hurriedly said: "Regent, this, how can this be a mistake in your decision?" My plan in the Qing Dynasty is almost foolproof, this, this is all luck. This time, luck is not on my side of the Qing Dynasty, slow down, I will start from the beginning. What Xu Changqing relied on was just a conspiracy and trickery, he really had to work hard, he was just a dog Nikan, how could he be the opponent of my Great Qing Kingdom? ”

"That's right!"

"What Prince Zheng said is extremely true. Xu Changqing, this dog Nikan is just lucky......"

"Regent, I only need to regroup a little, and I will definitely be able to get this field back......"

The Manchu and Mongolian royal clans immediately reacted, and suddenly regained more vitality.

This may seem comical and self-defeating, but to a large extent, it is not necessarily a good tactic.

At least at this stage, the 'self-healing power' of the Ming Dynasty is far inferior to that of the Qing Dynasty.

It didn't take long for Dorgon to calm down and regain control of the situation.

Let everyone go to appease the ministries, Dolgon called Duoduo to the big tent, as if he was back in his youth, they surrounded the warm side of the old slave, he gently touched the wound on Duoduo's face that had been wrapped, and said softly: "Fifteen, this time it is Brother who can't stand you......"

Duoduo also recovered a lot at this time, and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother, don't say that, blame me for this, blame me for being too greedy." If I hadn't been pushing you, how could I have ......?"

Duoduo couldn't go any further, and hung his head to wipe away tears.

Seeing Duoduo like this, Dorgon became more and more pleased, "Fifteen, don't be discouraged. In life, how can everything be as expected? The Han people have a saying, no Ji Tailai! We're here now, it's really not necessarily a bad thing. It's just that we have to change our thinking in this battle! ”

As he spoke, he whispered a few words in his ear.

Duoduo's tears immediately stopped, and he looked at Dorgon with some horror: "Brother, you mean ......?"